Lookout Men and Widows

Jiang Zhenghua's work efficiency is very fast. The girl's identity was found out after two days. After all, the scope is small. The girl's surname is Zhou, Zhou Lin, and "she" is not a girl, but a man, but she has a slender figure. He is young, only in his early twenties, he just graduated from university, he is not a local, he just came here after university, he looks like he has no background, no job, but he spends a lot of money.

So Jiang Zhenghua dug deeper, only to find that he had a middle-aged male elder who was very close to him.

And that middle-aged man is easier to check, just ask a little bit and you'll know.

This person was originally from a village in a remote area, and his reputation there was not small.

He basically does everything, practicing medicine and curing diseases, fortune-telling, and Feng Shui, he is an all-rounder.

"My surname is Meng, and my name is Meng Cheng." Jiang Zhenghua handed the photo to You Ming.

The two of them are now sitting in the window seat of the coffee shop, the sun shines in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, You Ming glanced at the photo.

The middle-aged and elderly man in the photo had high cheekbones, but because he was fat, he was not particularly conspicuous. He had a smile on his face and looked amiable.

You Ming knew that what happened after this was his own business, so he accepted the photo and said a few words with Jiang Zhenghua before leaving.

Meng Cheng lived in a small courtyard in the center of the city. The houses here all existed in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China and were later protected by the government.

It is a very distinctive old building, and you can’t buy it with money. Most of the people living in it are descendants of the residents in the founding of the People’s Republic of China, but this kind of ancestral house is also very inconvenient. Although every household has a yard, the yard is very small. , The toilet is also independent, not in the house.

In addition, although there is a price, there is no market, and no one can afford to sell it. Therefore, the residents are actually ordinary citizens. It is said that they have tens of millions of assets, but what they can use is the salary they earn.

But being able to arrange people to such a place shows that Meng Cheng's boss is not short of money.

You Ming stood at the entrance of the alley, and looked up to see a family. The people inside opened the door and stood in the corridor washing their hair with a basin of hot water. You Ming felt a sense of time travel. The next quarter is changing with each passing day, only this seems to be forgotten by time, and it still maintains the old appearance.

The person who washed his hair covered his hair with foam, turned his head to look at You Ming, and asked enthusiastically, "Brother! Looking for someone or asking for directions?"

You Ming smiled at the other party: "Look for someone."

The man asked again, "Who are you looking for?"

You Ming: "I would like to ask which household an old gentleman who moved here recently lives in?"

Almost every household here knows each other, and new faces were discovered very quickly. The man pointed to the back: "Turn around the corner, next to the wall on the left, the third one is."

You Ming: "Thank you, I'm sorry."

He followed the path pointed by the other party and knocked on the door of the third house.

The people inside probably didn't expect someone to come at this time, and they were very surprised when they opened the door. Meng Cheng looked at You Ming standing at the door, and couldn't imagine that he had seen this person.

"Mr. Meng." You Ming smiled at him. You Ming's appearance is very deceptive. He has fair skin and big eyes. He looks younger than his actual age.

Meng Cheng thought he had knocked on the wrong door, and said with a smile, "Little friend, did you find the wrong door?"

You Ming shook his head: "I came to see you for something, and I heard that you are very capable."

This is the door to business.

But Meng Cheng is still very vigilant. He knows that what he is doing now is not a good thing. Although it is not illegal to do his job, it is a harmful thing after all. He couldn't fight, the boss said before that he would give him a few bodyguards, but he didn't want it if he thought it was troublesome.

After all, it is a provincial capital, no matter how famous he is in his hometown, few people here know him.

"Little friend, I don't have any skills." Meng Cheng said with a smile, "You must have admitted the wrong person."

As he spoke, he reached out to close the door.

You Ming had already supported the gate with his hands, Meng Chengbi was of course weaker than You Ming in strength, the smile on his face collapsed: "Little friend, if you don't let go, I will sue you for trespassing."

But You Ming said: "I broke your curse a few days ago, now that I know your identity, are you sure you want to drive me away?"

Meng Cheng lowered his eyes, and then he looked at the young man in front of him seriously.

They are really too young, they will definitely not be over 25 years old. Those who work in their industry must be taught by a master since childhood, and they must also be talented, otherwise it will be useless to learn more.

Meng Cheng: "Little friend, lying is not a good habit."

He didn't believe that the young man in front of him could break his spell.

If the curse was broken by such a young man, he might as well ram him to death right now.

All these years have been wasted.

You Ming: "I know you don't believe me."

You Ming told Meng Cheng's date of birth.

Meng Cheng took a step back, he was frightened, the horoscope of birth date is too important, he didn't even tell his disciples his own horoscope.

You Ming: "Can I go in now?"

Meng Cheng stood in front of You Ming, and finally turned his body sideways to let You Ming enter the room.

The interior decoration is very old-fashioned, all in Chinese style, and the raised beams are still old wood. You Ming sat on the bamboo chair beside him, and he looked at Meng Cheng without squinting, with a smile on his lips.

Meng Cheng actually felt a little shuddered by him.

This feeling made Meng Cheng uncomfortable.

He has lived for so many years, and he is quite old, can he still be frightened by a young man?

"Who is your teacher?" Meng Cheng opened his mouth and asked.

He can't afford to offend an expert who can figure out his birthday with just one name.

So the attitude towards You Ming also changed.

Meng Cheng changed his face: "I also use people's money to fight disasters with others. People in our business always have to eat, don't you think so? We are all in the same industry, and there is no need for everyone to fight to the death. Let's take a step back. Isn't it pretty good too?"

Anyway, he has already got the money, it's time to pack up and run away.

In another place, he can receive other business. The boss here knows his tricks and dare not offend him.

"I don't have a teacher." You Ming replied, "We are not colleagues. You are doing something that hurts people, and I am doing things that are saving people, so we are not considered colleagues."

Meng Cheng's face darkened: "So, you came to settle accounts with me today and teach me a lesson?"

You Ming looked at him.

Meng Cheng laughed: "Young people nowadays are so courageous."

"You said that you don't have a teacher, so you have the ability to break the curse? It's my curse."

"I think it's better for you to go back and ask your teacher." Meng Cheng pulled his collar with a haughty expression, "No matter who your teacher is, I don't think he would want to offend me, right?"

Little ghosts are difficult to deal with, and those celestial masters who claim to be on the right path are generally unwilling to offend people like him.

After all, they were in the open and Meng Cheng was in the dark, so he didn't have any psychological burden to harm others.

Meng Cheng reminded: "Children, don't be dazzled by the sense of justice. The world is not black and white. We each collect money to do things. If my business is done, yours will be done as well. Isn't that pretty good?" okay?"

You Ming showed a smile unconsciously: "You are quite interesting."

Meng Cheng was a little strange.

You Ming added: "It's the first time I've seen someone talk about doing bad things and harming others so freshly and refinedly."

"Then you are not going to let me go?" Meng Cheng looked at You Ming sharply.

You Ming stood up: "I'm here today just to say hello to you, and I hope you can walk on the right path in the future."

In the field of celestial masters, there are many liars and many people who go astray.

After all, you can earn much more money by taking the wrong path than the right path.

You Ming left after saying this.

Only Meng Cheng was left sitting in his seat and watching his back.

Is this to give him a blow?

Meng Cheng snorted coldly, took out a pen and paper to draw You Ming's appearance, then took out his mobile phone, took a picture and sent it to his apprentice, and called, "Find out this person for me, I want Let him know who he can offend and who he cannot."

In terms of fighting skills, he is not afraid, the real celestial masters who are still alive are all old people, and their energy is low when fighting martial arts. Although he is not in his teens, he can still be regarded as young and strong among celestial masters.

Apprentice Zhou Lin disguised himself as a woman during this period of time, and tried every means to get close to Jiang Zhenghua's secretary, but in the end he had no choice but to use a beauty trick.

Fortunately, the secretary was too stupid to notice his Adam's apple.

Looking at the portrait passed to him by his master, Zhou Lin sighed.

The painting skills of the master—it has been the same for decades.

Just with this stick figure, who is he capable of finding out, and still use it as a little apprentice under the master?

In desperation, Zhou Lin could only answer the master.

"Master, your portrait..."

Meng Cheng: "What's wrong?"

Zhou Lin hesitated for a few seconds before saying, "It's kind of hard to find."

Meng Cheng was very upset: "Why is it so hard to find? I drew all his features!"

Zhou Lin looked at the faces on the portraits.

The eyes are as big as copper bells, and the master also drew a few threads to act as eyelashes. Those eyes are the biggest in a face.

Who looks like this?

et?

But Zhou Lin could only pinch his nose and say, "Master, are there any other characteristics?"

Meng Cheng snorted: "I knew you were useless. This person is in his early twenties, looks like he should be 23, and his skin is very fair. He probably doesn't go out often. His family is rich, so you can find someone from a rich family in the city." If you have a son of a similar age, compare the portraits and it will come out? I have to teach you everything, so what's the use of me taking you as an apprentice?"

Meng Cheng scolded Zhou Lin Yitong, making Zhou Lin ashamed.

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Lin rolled his eyes.

To put it bluntly, he didn't investigate by himself, so the trouble is not on him?

But he still has to do what the master ordered.

After all, he will inherit the master's mantle in the future, and his reputation will only be established when he is out of the master and has a master around.

Zhou Lin looked at et on his phone, and sighed: "If you want to blame it, you can blame yourself for your bad luck. If you mess with anyone, you mess with my master."

I just don't know if the master just wants this person to be unlucky or wants this person's life.